I don't remember which day it started, but there were a few more crabapples in my yard. They took over the place where I planted roses and grew them wantonly. I could no longer plant roses. But one day the begonia flowers bloomed, white begonias, silk begonias... White, pink, red... From then on, I was deeply attached to them, hanging out with the begonias every day, and never tired of it. One year, two years, three years... Ten years... It was summer, and the begonia flowers had already faded. A cicada flew out of nowhere. All day long I shouted "Cicada, Cicada." Just because she fell on the crabapple branch, I care about her incidentally. Year after year, the cicadas come every year. When they come, the sky is always sunny, but when they leave, the autumn wind is bleak. It's almost winter! I suddenly heard a cicada chirping, just for a moment, and I suddenly felt lost. It turns out that I had already fallen in love with that cicada, but I only discovered it in winter. I'm waiting for summer, waiting for her to fall on the branch of the crabapple in my yard again. If the cicada never comes again, I will only blame myself for being too slow and responding too late. It's finally a blast! What I fear the most is that those few crabapples will be removed. Although they were not planted by me, they have accompanied me through every spring, listened to all my worries, and watched too many sunrises and sunsets with me. I also brushed off the water droplets from the petals for them on rainy days. I also built a pavilion for them in the scorching sun. In the dark night, whose loneliness prompted us to talk for a long time. After drinking and feeling disappointed, whose helplessness made me unable to bear to leave. I love Haitang. This love is pity, reluctance and blessing. I love Chan'er. This love is deeply buried, unwilling and attached. Begonia to me, a confidant is a friend! The cicada is with me, staying together is love!
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